August 9th, 2007
Guess who’s gonna be on I’m a Celebrity…!
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Go on, guess!
No really, guess!
Guess guess guess guess guess….!
It’s this former-famous, pop-pickers…. Tempestt Bledsoe aka Vanessa Huxtable off-of television’s The Cosby Show!
*makes a note of that*
And in related news, guess who else is s’posed to be going in t’jungle! Go on, guess. No really, guess. Etc.
It’s Janice Dickinson ladies and gennelmen!
*has a lie down*
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- We’re actually still trying to work out who Kim Kardashian is. In the meantime, let’s look at this magazine cover.
- Horrible door.
- Which English actor who we already have a major crush on has a bottom like this?
- Cheryl and Ashley are finally divorced. The world stops moving, like in that show FlashForward that was on Channel Five, ergo, nobody watched it.
- And the Marc Jacobs award for Never Knowingly Appearing in a Photograph With a Shirt On Goes To… (rustle, rustle of envelope being opened) Jake Shears!
Oh, if Janice is in it that would be perfection. Though I can’t imagine she’d submit herself to such torture.
… or is that desperate!!
Janice is one of the few people who could get me to watch that dreck. I think if she’s in the jungle there’ll be an intersting turn-around in that the cockroaches, rats and crocodiles will be afraid of HER.
Oh, I can’t wait to see those D-Listers running scared. Cheenius.
Mmm … I find JD to be something of a fraud … she goes on about how SHE was the first supermodel … no, that was name given to ladies of a very specific era when your day was done, and you were collecting your pension, dear … you’re trying far too hard to validate your importance, and anyone who has to do that really wasn’t very important in the first place. You shouldn’t have to tell people … they already know.